The Eyes of Peer Pressure

I clutch the heart on my sleeve and look away from my insecurities the voices all around me do it, do it I know its wrong Would I bend my faith to please the ever judging eyes of the ones I call my friends? I clutch the cross around my neck and look straight into the eyes of peer pressure their gleam attracting me I tear away from their gaze as I try to cling to my Saviour's side then a victory smile spreads across my lips as the eyes watch me walk away.

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